When she had finished the coffee and had rested a few moments more, feeling renewed energy pour into her young body, the young girl was aware of Evan Joseph decisively pulling her slender legs apart after her coffee cup had been put down on the nearby nightstand. He lifted her knees, putting her feet flat against the mattress, and when she opened her eyes, the handsome man's countenance was next to hers. He kissed her, this time savagely, not like an older man kissing a younger girl; but a handsome lover kissing the woman he adored. For the first time her mouth tasted the sweetness of her own vaginal honey from his lips.
Gradually the older man moved on top of the lovely young girl and covered her soft, small, slender form with his own. Now she felt the hardness of his awesome masculine instrument between her thighs, where only minutes earlier she had thrilled to the delightful pressure of his probing tongue and kissing lips. This was it! She was about to be fucked! Really fucked! And by a man who knew how! The knowledge made her heart pump faster and her lungs breathe more swiftly. She felt herself tensing, preparing, not knowing what would happen. Then the probe parted her vaginal lips, and it occurred to her that it felt different from anything she had ever previously known. It wasn't at all the way it had been in her dream. Even so, she ached for it to happen.
She wanted to feel what it was like to have a man inside her, and did her best to relax, forcing herself to loosen the tightness in her abdominal muscles. For a moment she thought she had been successful, then felt the pressure of the probing phallus as it widened the vaginal opening in an attempt to enter, and she realized this time she wasn't feeling the pleasures of before. This time, even lubricated, she was feeling discomfort, and then the head of the penis popped into her. It was actually inside her, but there was no real pain, none at all.
Jo Ann was surprised. She had assumed something as thick and as long as that monstrous pole jutting from between Dr. Joseph's thighs would have caused her agonizing pain. After all, she was so tiny between her legs. But, but… why this wasn't really painful at all. She was being internally stretched somewhat, but the hot flesh, hard as it was, was somewhat like the smooth velvet she had felt in her dream. It felt absolutely wonderful.
The dean, clever enough to know not to press too hard too quickly, contented himself with gently moving the head of his cock in and out of the slippery moistness of her interior opening. Abruptly, the girl became aroused all over again as the last glow of her earlier orgasm dissipated in the seething temperature generated by this new fire swelling within her. She felt his hot, hard flesh moving inside her like a restless, caged lion, pacing back and forth as it were, now and again withdrawing and rubbing the thickness of itself against her hot slit. It was maddening to her. More, it was beautiful. She had to feel more of the organ. She wanted to know what it was like to have him deeper inside her. She wanted to know the wonders her mother felt when her father fucked the older woman. More, she wanted to feel the marvelous sensation she knew this man was capable of imparting to the different women with whom he had made love.
Her hips twisted a little as she dug her heels into the mattress and she pleaded, "Fuck me, Dr. Joseph. Fuck me hard!" She rammed her pelvis higher against the invading cylinder of bubbling blood and rigid muscle.
The man didn't answer. Rather he merely continued his teasing movement, pressing it in a little, then tugging it out, not hurrying, and no longer worried.
"Please… please… " Jo Ann begged. "Give it to me! Push it all the way into me… oh, please… please… do it!"
The man responded by leaning down and kissing her. Then he took a deep breath, and a moment later, pushed a little deeper into her. The entire head, corona, and a bit more was now inside her, stretching her, making her feel additional discomfort at this point. It felt… good… and yet… her tiny little inner vaginal tube seemed to be stretching. She was thinking of asking him to stop when suddenly he stopped kissing her and raised his head, a look of concentration in his eyes. She knew the huge organ was about two inches into her, give or take a fraction of a millimeter, and she wanted more. But once again he pulled it back, until the very tip was poking into her and his glans had withdrawn. Her vulva opening clamped down on the little bit of tip left inside as if trying to cling to it. She had to have it, she just had to have it.
Her body moved in cooperation with his. As he moved down, she dug her heels into the mattress and lifted herself. Once again he stopped at the same point he had stopped the last time, and this time, though she was being stretched, there was less discomfort, and once more the excitement thrilled her. She was quickly adjusting to his cock as his look of concentration remained. Her tiny little vagina was capable of accommodating his unbelievably huge cock, after all. She moaned in the depths of her throat. She wanted it all again, all, every last little bit of it.
Convulsively, the lovely young girl splayed her legs wide, pressing her feet flat into the mattress for leverage, and using both hands, reached forward and gripped the cheeks of his ass, digging her fingers into it as she propelled him inward with a hard, violent thrust. The gigantic monolith was plunged in very suddenly, ploughing through her hymen as if it had been made of wet tissue paper, sinking its full length all the way in until every last little bit of it was buried in the depths of her narrowness and she was awareness of the weighty testicles, like wrecking balls, slapping against her asscheeks.
“Aaaaannnnnggggghhhhh!" she shrieked as searing, white hot flame tore through her innards and pure, raw torment thunder clapped through her.
She felt as if she had been ripped apart by a lightning bolt of pure, raw energy. She was dying in agony at the moment. Nothing, nothing in her entire life had ever been this painful, and nothing had prepared her for this horror. She shrieked repeatedly, and an apprehensive man smothered her screams by kissing her.with his mouth and swallowing them into his own throat.
Jerking, twitching, shaking, Jo Ann attempted to throw him off as she squirmed her body from side to side. She kicked, she leaped, she twisted, she wriggled, trying to butt him with her head as her fingers clawed his back. She tried every which way to pull her impaled vagina away from the lance of agony that had been thrust into it. But each movement served to heighten the torment, lengthening his penetration within her. Filially, out of breath, out of strength, she lay perfectly still, unmoving, her muscles as tense as steel cables, her helpless body quivering like a bird caught in a net. It was hopeless. There was no escape. She was pinned to the bed like a butterfly pinned to a card.
Save for his attempts to keep her from screaming her lovely young head off, the dean had made absolutely no movement since she had forced him to sink his pole-axlike cock into her simmering center. He was buried to the balls in her seething girlish cauldron, and to Jo Ann the length of it was such she was certain the head would be protruding from her mouth at any moment. Tears streamed down her beautiful face.
His eyes were locked on her face and he was smiling at her as he spoke, his voice hoarse with the guttural desire he felt now that he was locked into her. "You have your wish," he told her. "You're no longer a virgin. I would have been far more gentle if you had allowed me the opportunity. I saw right from the start how tight you were, and how much trouble I was having getting into you. I wanted to be more careful and gentle about it, but you were the insistent one. You should have allowed me to handle the whole thing and it would have been considerably less painful, dear girl."
She sobbed, still feeling the pain, her face red with shame as she said, "'I didn't want you to think I was going to chicken out."
"It's done now," he said, his voice a reassuring whisper. "You've felt the worst of it. From now on, the pain will lessen and the pleasure, the real pleasure, will begin." He lay there above her, his weight on his knees and forearms, unmoving for the moment.
"A-all right," Jo Ann nodded, feeling a modicum of security at the reassurance in his voice.
Oddly enough, in the last few moments everything had started changing for her, not just physically, but in every way. She somehow felt more mature, more adult. Her unwanted virginity was lost and gone forever. Thank heaven for at least that much. Now she wondered just what was supposed to happen next? How was she supposed to receive the thrill of a lifetime from his penis? What was she supposed to do? But even as she thought all these things she became aware of the fact that the pain within her was definitely lessening.
The man's hard, swollen cock was twitching involuntarily, and she became very much aware of the fact that he was definitely locked inside her. Oh there was no question about that. Earlier, when she had shouted to him about her wanting all of it, all inside the narrow stricture of her seething center, she had no way of knowing precisely what "all of him" meant. Now she knew! She knew with a vengeance. He was deep, really deep. There was no way for him to be any deeper. If he had another yard of cock he would not have been able to sink it any deeper. The head of his throbbing penis was pressing firmly against her back-wall, causing pressure even if there was no actual pain back there. She was able to feel the glans pulsating away as if the penile head actually had a beating heart inside it. The agony was still there, but it was a mere echo of her earlier torment. Her narrow little feminine tunnel felt crammed and stretched completely beyond its capacity.
And yet? Yet?
Jo Ann felt one sympathetic, eager little inner muscle beginning to respond in the depths of her vagina. As if the man's cock had attuned itself to her cunt, she felt the answering throb from his organ. The solid, muscular shaft jerked again, then again, and her vagina instantly responded with a tight vaginal contraction which brought a moan of delighted pleasure from him. Somewhere in the sump of her simmering self she felt her abdominal and vaginal muscles, muscles she had unwittingly developed when she had fingered herself, moving against the full length of the hard penile shaft. She felt him… oh yes, she definitely felt him inside her… all of him… and now that she was able to clear her head of the pain and concentrate on the feeling itself, Jo Ann realized it. was far more beautiful than anything she had ever dreamed or imagined. The center of her being was down there, and every sensation in her body seemed to spring from the core of her. She was even aware of his stiff, curly pubic hairs scratching against her own naked pelvis and the smack of his weighty balls against the tiny pucker of her anus. The sensation was becoming more and more pleasurable with every passing moment.
Jo Ann began experimenting with movement as she had often done when she had fingered herself. It was mostly muscle movement in the tight cheeks of her lovely young ass as well as along her sleekly slender inner loins. She tentatively dipped her pelvis the littlest bit, and the rod locked inside her slipped out a little. Unh! It hurt, but just a little.
Dean Joseph was willing to let her take the initiative at this point… at least for the moment. She timidly pushed up with her pelvis and the hot, thick length of fleshy sword sank back into its membraneous scabbard all over again. Yes, that hurt, too… or did it?
Abruptly, Jo Ann realized a lot of the pain was now in her mind. She dipped her abdomen again, and once more the hot, hard rail of flesh slid slightly from within her. No, no real pain this time. Forgetting herself for a moment, she eagerly pushed up cautiously, and she groaned without wanting to. Yes, there was definitely some remaining tenderness down there. To compensate, Dr. Joseph instantly pulled his cock back a little.
This time she was more careful as she thrust her pelvis upward, and to her delight, the pain was almost gone. She pulled back, then pushed up, then pulled back, then pushed up. The little movements continued for a few minutes, each one a bit less discomfiting than its predecessor. Now the oils from her previous orgasm, mixed with his remaining saliva and the blood from her broken membrane, formed a strong, oily-based lubrication, and she soon found herself being able to take a thrust of somewhat greater length. Slowly… gently… carefully! Thrust, withdrawal, thrust, withdrawal… a little more this time… a little more… a little more until she discovered she was taking half the length of his organ in and out of her fleshy tubule.
"Easy," the man whispered. "Nice and easy does it, and you'll love it that much more."
Her body was slowly returning to its former peak of delight. Jo Ann felt the far-off reverberations of ecstasy in her tiny breasts and upper abdomen. The throbbing spear of the dean's weighty penis was moving in and out of her youthful body in time to a rhythmic cadence only the two of them were able to hear. Most of the pain had totally disappeared. There was that velvety feeling in her little womb now, and it was far more electric than she had ever imagined. The feeling grew until lightning arced its way across her nerves and ganglions to short circuit her centers of reason and sanity in a shower of savory sparks the like of which not in her wildest imagination she had been able to dream. Nothing mattered now other than the male-female cock and cunt.
Jo Ann began wildly rotating her lovely young hips, jerking them from side to side. She rotated her seething tunnel around that deified instrument of tantalizing thrills. Her seething vagina paid homage by acting with a mind of its own, saluting the savage cudgel that internally battered it from within. Her strong vaginal muscles had tightly enclosed the phallus, caressing it and massaging it, aching to keep it locked within her, not wanting it to ease back even for a moment, now.
She was being fucked! Fucked! Fucked!!! What was more she loved every last little bit of it. By some incredible kind of osmosis, her vagina seemed to be trying to actually ingest his phallus. Her body was attempting to pull him, all of him, every last inch of his entire body inside her through the narrow vestibule between her slender thighs.
The tempo began to increase. Little by little the dean's hard cock began withdrawing more on each backstroke until it had almost its entire length out of her each time before slamming right back in through those suddenly tight, hairless lips of her cuntdom. The cavern of her pussy engulfed him more and more easily, and yet at no time was there a lessening of the wonderful resistance that made what they were doing feel so right to both of them.
Jo Ann sensed what was happening down there. In her mind's eye she was able to visualize it even though she had never seen a hard cock stroking into a cunt before. She saw the thin, pink ridges of her inner labia clinging lovingly, puckeringly to the massive penile pole as it withdrew and she screwed her tight, round, lovely little ass into the mattress. Then there was the entry, that fiery re-entry of the fleshy rocket ship as if coming from cold, lonely outer space, pushing the soft, carmine folds back into her. She "saw" the dean's glistening penis like a long, thick, cylindrical all-white Roman candle disappearing into the seething, fuming depths of the succulent cave between her widespread thighs.
Now it was time for the dean to take charge of the situation between them once more. Jo Ann was more than happy to let him do so. Whatever pain she had initially felt was completely forgotten. No agony would have been able to make headway against that exquisite velvet explosion building up inside her. Like a matador expertly wheeling his red cape, his motions superbly moved and headed her to that point she had intuitively been seeking ever since she had discovered sex.
She was coming closer to that all-important blastoff, but it wasn't close enough. She egged the man on to deeper, more rapid thrusts. Her fingers dug into his buttocks and she wantonly pulled the full length of his mighty organ into her narrow channel, filling it completely.
Yes, yes, she felt herself approaching it now. It was all so unbelievable. Her body was being taken over by some exterior force. Her humping thrusts become that much more urgent, and she was aware of her mouth hanging open in a grimace of lust and ecstasy. Her tongue was pressed firmly against her lower teeth so that it bled from the underside. Her small breasts hardened, the nipples darkening and looking ready to fall off. The first far-off rumblings of a powerful earthquake began quivering in her womb. She speedily hurled herself against Evan Joseph's hard cock, a marlin attempting to dislodge the hook that had been thrust deep into her. It was now… now… now…
"Nowwwww!" she screamed, and her back arched up high off the mattress, and her knees came together like a powerful metal vise, clamped firmly around the man's buttocks. Her hands reached around his thighs and grabbed for his dangling scrotum, pressing it all the more firmly against her anal pucker. It was as if she was actually trying to push his testicles into her rectum.
She threw herself forward and back as if she were being jackhandled. Her body twitched uncontrollably. Her feet and legs pounded against the ass of Dr. Joseph and her head slammed against the pillow. She made loud gasping sounds as her tongue almost fell into her throat.
The convulsions of desire continued, arid through it all, Jo Ann felt an exaltation that was far greater than any religious fervor felt by die-hards. It raged through her nerves, her muscles, and her flesh. Above everything else the paramount thoughts was, “Never before had anything been so beautiful." She wondered if it was possible for It to feel this good ever again.
But she was wrong, for eve as.she was in the throes of her first vaginal orgasm, she felt the professor's penis grow larger and larger inside her. It seemed to fill her inner self like some hot, hard, expanding balloon. It throbbed once, twice, three times, and then the first blast of his ejaculation seared her interior, and a whole new string of climaxes were set off within her like Chinese firecrackers. The sperm was lava that completely filled her young female cavity, filling her to overflowing so that it oozed out and ran down her ass.
He stayed inside for the balance of the time they remained together, and after, washed her very carefully before washing himself.
"You have the best cunt I've ever known," he told her, "and this was only your first time. I wonder how you'll be five years from now."